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David Robinson

The Home Fires

It may sound funny, but I haven't got a clue
Why I miss you so much, but it happens to be true

Your sunshine lights my day, in this frozen land
Can't wait another week, now I understand

I'll be home soon, of this place I've had my fill
If you won't have me, no-one will

Lying in my deepest thoughts, memories I hold
Never lasted long enough, the moments that
We stole

I gazed on parts unknown, before I understood
There's no place quite like home
There's nowhere quite as good

 I'll be home soon, of this place I've had my fill
And if you won't have me, no-one will

No-one will, no-one will
Dreaming of the home fires keeps me sane
Nestled in your bosom, you are my ideal
And if you won't have me, no-one will

The charm of foreign lands
Is but a flicker to your flame
Once I'm home I know that I will never leave again

I hear you calling me, stronger every day
Wish I could see you now, I'm just too far away

But I'll be home soon, of this place I've had my fill
If you won't have me, no-one will

No-one will, no-one will
Thinking of the home fires keeps me sane
Nestled in your bosom, you are my ideal

And if you won't have me, no-one will

© David Robinson